It started off with an itch. Timon was waiting for the train when he felt it under his thigh. Despite repeatedly scratching it, the itch kept coming back. He was on the train when it had spread to his buttocks and thighs. By night, it became …

I was playing a game of charades with my friends when it came to my turn. I held the card up close and read the word in my mind. “Funny” Now.. how am I supposed to act out funny? As I wondered, I stood up and …